The weather has been calm, misty and uncannily warm for November.
We are used to being buffeted by strong winds when we walk on this coast,
even during the summer.
Not for nothing is there an array of wind turbines at Romney Marsh.
It takes most of the day, but slowly
the mist thins and lifts and layers of garments
are discarded and tied clumsily by their arms
around our waists.
It is warm enough not to have to shiver in sympathy
with the girl modelling a wedding dress in the dunes.